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The Can't Stand Home Society.
I want to create a society where people who feel they aren't coping at home and need a serious good moan or advice from others in the same situtation can come and do so.
Whether it is constantly fighting with your parents, little/big brother/sister/alien, I want to create a thread where members can come and have a chat without having the problem of other members getting annoyed and releasing that annoyance back at the person who really wants someone to talk to.
I know there are a few members who, like me, have returned home from uni and due to their problems just want to go back asap but they can't. They don't want to be at home, but they have to be and I want a thread/society which we can turn to to keep us sane until we can escape. I know that there are others not yet at uni who want to leave home but can't.
So let's have a society where we can have a good old moan about it or seek ideas and advice on making living at home just that little bit more bearable.
Whether it is constantly fighting with your parents, little/big brother/sister/alien, I want to create a thread where members can come and have a chat without having the problem of other members getting annoyed and releasing that annoyance back at the person who really wants someone to talk to.
I know there are a few members who, like me, have returned home from uni and due to their problems just want to go back asap but they can't. They don't want to be at home, but they have to be and I want a thread/society which we can turn to to keep us sane until we can escape. I know that there are others not yet at uni who want to leave home but can't.
So let's have a society where we can have a good old moan about it or seek ideas and advice on making living at home just that little bit more bearable.
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Sounds good to me.
Basically, I've been having problems at home since my parents divorced 10 years ago, when I was 8. I moved to live with my Dad, who remarried. And my stepmum is the archetypal wicked sort, who made my life hell for the past 10 years since. Until October, when I left for uni having been virtually forced to work full time over the summer due to their paranoia over money and lack of desire to support me, even though as they are earning over the legal threshold they are legally supposed to.
Anyway, the lead up from Christmas 2005 was awful. I had a seemingly impossible uni offer to meet, and my younger brother had cancer (which e is now over). The family rallied behind him, but as I was doing A2s and then working full time I got cut out of the loop. As they didn;t wish to shout at him, they took it all out on me. I should add that my Dad isn'ttoo bad, its mainly my stepmum.
Well, although I didn;t make the offer the uni had me anyway. So in October I left home, and didn't look back. I threw myself into uni completely, and had an awful 6 weeks at Christmas when I came home. I worked full time again, but she treated me like I was still 10 and I could never do anything right, even though I tried my absolute hardest. Then I went back a week early, and spent easter alone at uni-6 weeks- rather than come home. I managed to do a lot of work, too, but I was free.
Unfortunately I have had to come home for the summer. They are "graciously allowing" me to stay without rent, despite the fact that they save £200 a month from the food bill and they've saved more than they spend on me ever.
Basically, I can't get a job because no-where will employ me, it being basically too late for summer work. I get it in the neck all the time from them about it, but there's nothing I can do about it. We keep having conversations about money, and they keep telling me to cut back on spending, whereas I'm being offered a lot of bursaries by uni to help support me, as my parents can't and won't. Basically we cannot talk, my stepmum ignores everythign I say despite the fact that they are my finances and I know about them. I get treated like a child at home, and never argue back. One day I wil, and there will be hell to pay. They've stoppedme going to see friendsas it is spending money, despite the fact I was looking forwards to it. Damnit.
Well, yeah, that's it. I can't wait to get back to uni, as my room is on a 9 month lease and I have it from September to June next year; and next summer, "due to pressure from my dissertation research", I am not going to come home; 've not told them that yet.
So its all a sad story, really...
Basically, I've been having problems at home since my parents divorced 10 years ago, when I was 8. I moved to live with my Dad, who remarried. And my stepmum is the archetypal wicked sort, who made my life hell for the past 10 years since. Until October, when I left for uni having been virtually forced to work full time over the summer due to their paranoia over money and lack of desire to support me, even though as they are earning over the legal threshold they are legally supposed to.
Anyway, the lead up from Christmas 2005 was awful. I had a seemingly impossible uni offer to meet, and my younger brother had cancer (which e is now over). The family rallied behind him, but as I was doing A2s and then working full time I got cut out of the loop. As they didn;t wish to shout at him, they took it all out on me. I should add that my Dad isn'ttoo bad, its mainly my stepmum.
Well, although I didn;t make the offer the uni had me anyway. So in October I left home, and didn't look back. I threw myself into uni completely, and had an awful 6 weeks at Christmas when I came home. I worked full time again, but she treated me like I was still 10 and I could never do anything right, even though I tried my absolute hardest. Then I went back a week early, and spent easter alone at uni-6 weeks- rather than come home. I managed to do a lot of work, too, but I was free.
Unfortunately I have had to come home for the summer. They are "graciously allowing" me to stay without rent, despite the fact that they save £200 a month from the food bill and they've saved more than they spend on me ever.
Basically, I can't get a job because no-where will employ me, it being basically too late for summer work. I get it in the neck all the time from them about it, but there's nothing I can do about it. We keep having conversations about money, and they keep telling me to cut back on spending, whereas I'm being offered a lot of bursaries by uni to help support me, as my parents can't and won't. Basically we cannot talk, my stepmum ignores everythign I say despite the fact that they are my finances and I know about them. I get treated like a child at home, and never argue back. One day I wil, and there will be hell to pay. They've stoppedme going to see friendsas it is spending money, despite the fact I was looking forwards to it. Damnit.
Well, yeah, that's it. I can't wait to get back to uni, as my room is on a 9 month lease and I have it from September to June next year; and next summer, "due to pressure from my dissertation research", I am not going to come home; 've not told them that yet.
So its all a sad story, really...
God where to begin! Bros managed to get away and has just finished 2nd year of uni. Me and him used to fight like mad untill he went to uni but no we are closer than ever. But he is in uni in exeter and i live in swansea so i rarely see him. So all parents anger gets taken out on me and me alone, i just not good enough they expect me to be as intelligent as my brother wich i am not. Im not settled in 6th form so i doubt ill get to uni. Wich leaves me stuck at home trying to scrape together what money i can!! Any way i am shatterd so i apologise for my typing. i just taught two blind kids to sail and it doesnt half take up your energy!!
For me, my problem is my mother.
She isn't an supportive mother and always critises my life choices e.g when I said I wanted to go to Bangor and not Cardiff, it tiggered a family feud for months until I didn't get the grade to go to Cardiff or Bangor, but Bangor accepted me anyway. Up until I went to Uni, I constantly heard her talking our family that I only went into my exams and only wrote my name of the paper.
Since I have come home, I have been acused of using the family because I apply for a job which required me to live away from home which isn't true because I deparatly wanted to come home to see my grandmother who was admitted to hospital on Valentine's Day and she is now at home awaiting an op but her health is shakey - the night I returned from uni, I had only been home for an hour when, my grandad phoned says he had called for 999 because my nan was screaming the house down because of her ears...I ended up running up to their house 2 streets away and went into house with my gran (because she wouldn't go in without me).
So to be home this summer was sooo important tooo me. My grandparents (my other set died 15 years before I was born) won't be here forever and I wanted to spend as much time with them I can before they go. I didn't accept the job but I can't find work now - September isn't that far away so nobody wants me. And I am constantly getting blamed for my lack of work.
However, I can't look for work because we just got a new puppy who needs someone to look after him constantly.
My mother reckon I am ungrateful because she paid for everything for me but I would rather have nothing and be happy at home...be part of my family and not have to hide in my room to avoid fights. She reckons I use my grandparents just for money...she reckons just I am a selfish money grabber.
But I reckon I am not. Yes, I have problems but there are a lot more serious problems out there. I watch Exterme Makeover on UK style every evening and you can easily see the type of problems families have..my problems have nothing on that but I have problems with my mother which I have only be able to lightly touch upon here.
She isn't an supportive mother and always critises my life choices e.g when I said I wanted to go to Bangor and not Cardiff, it tiggered a family feud for months until I didn't get the grade to go to Cardiff or Bangor, but Bangor accepted me anyway. Up until I went to Uni, I constantly heard her talking our family that I only went into my exams and only wrote my name of the paper.
Since I have come home, I have been acused of using the family because I apply for a job which required me to live away from home which isn't true because I deparatly wanted to come home to see my grandmother who was admitted to hospital on Valentine's Day and she is now at home awaiting an op but her health is shakey - the night I returned from uni, I had only been home for an hour when, my grandad phoned says he had called for 999 because my nan was screaming the house down because of her ears...I ended up running up to their house 2 streets away and went into house with my gran (because she wouldn't go in without me).
So to be home this summer was sooo important tooo me. My grandparents (my other set died 15 years before I was born) won't be here forever and I wanted to spend as much time with them I can before they go. I didn't accept the job but I can't find work now - September isn't that far away so nobody wants me. And I am constantly getting blamed for my lack of work.
However, I can't look for work because we just got a new puppy who needs someone to look after him constantly.
My mother reckon I am ungrateful because she paid for everything for me but I would rather have nothing and be happy at home...be part of my family and not have to hide in my room to avoid fights. She reckons I use my grandparents just for money...she reckons just I am a selfish money grabber.
But I reckon I am not. Yes, I have problems but there are a lot more serious problems out there. I watch Exterme Makeover on UK style every evening and you can easily see the type of problems families have..my problems have nothing on that but I have problems with my mother which I have only be able to lightly touch upon here.
I don't think I love my dad.
Sounds great for me. For me, it's probably nothing serious. I just hate being treated like a baby. I feel I have become totally independent and matured and yet when I come home it's like I never left for university in the first place and everyone treats me as a total thicko too. Most of the time I can deal with it fine but sometimes I feel totally unappreciated and not given any respect. I also feel totally totally lonely after coming back and just really want to be back in Cambridge again. 
Glad to know others are in the some position though! Well, not glad in the sense that I want you all to be suffering too.
And FTB, totally sad to hear about your situation. Can't you find a temping agency which will find you a job for the summer? I'm sure there are ways, don't lose hope, you have well over 2 months of time left.
Glad to know others are in the some position though! Well, not glad in the sense that I want you all to be suffering too.And FTB, totally sad to hear about your situation. Can't you find a temping agency which will find you a job for the summer? I'm sure there are ways, don't lose hope, you have well over 2 months of time left.
Sounds like a fantastic idea to me 
My abusive father died about a year ago, and in all honesty, instead of grief, all i feel is absoulote relief. This is causing huge problems at home, between my mother and brother, and I; they both had very strong relationships with my father. I escaped to university (in London, which is about 4 hours away, and studying very time consuming medicine, so I've had good excuses not to go home since) about 2 months after he died, when they put my lack of upset down to shock and refusal to mourn.
Now that i have returned home my mother and brother are constantly at my throat regarding my lack of grief towards my fathers death, and it is tearing my relationships with them apart. I can understand their anger, as they arnt aware of what went on between my father but as I can't find it in myself to tell them, and as hard as I try, when i act upset they see straight through it, I really dont know what to do.
My mother is going slightly of the rails and drinking vast quantities of alchohol, and is often telling me that if im going to be such a 'coldhearted bitch' then she wants me out the house. My brother, who used to be my best friend now refuses to speak to me past necessities, and although I just want to get back to Imperial, but can't for the sake of my 14 yr old sister who needs someone around who understands what she's going through.
And finally, I feel so so guilty at my lack of emotion towards my fathers death. Yes I hated him - but he was still my father and i still should be grieving, if just a little bit.
Ok....I'm done ranting now
My abusive father died about a year ago, and in all honesty, instead of grief, all i feel is absoulote relief. This is causing huge problems at home, between my mother and brother, and I; they both had very strong relationships with my father. I escaped to university (in London, which is about 4 hours away, and studying very time consuming medicine, so I've had good excuses not to go home since) about 2 months after he died, when they put my lack of upset down to shock and refusal to mourn.
Now that i have returned home my mother and brother are constantly at my throat regarding my lack of grief towards my fathers death, and it is tearing my relationships with them apart. I can understand their anger, as they arnt aware of what went on between my father but as I can't find it in myself to tell them, and as hard as I try, when i act upset they see straight through it, I really dont know what to do.
My mother is going slightly of the rails and drinking vast quantities of alchohol, and is often telling me that if im going to be such a 'coldhearted bitch' then she wants me out the house. My brother, who used to be my best friend now refuses to speak to me past necessities, and although I just want to get back to Imperial, but can't for the sake of my 14 yr old sister who needs someone around who understands what she's going through.
And finally, I feel so so guilty at my lack of emotion towards my fathers death. Yes I hated him - but he was still my father and i still should be grieving, if just a little bit.
Ok....I'm done ranting now
There's no place like home. In the words of Simon and Garfunkel:
Im sittin in the railway station
Got a ticket for my destination
On a tour of one night stands
My suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one man band
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thoughts escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Everyday's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me
The movies and the factories
And every stranger's face I see
Reminds me that I long to be
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thoughts escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Tonight I'll sing my songs again
I'll play the game and pretend
But all my words come back to me
In shades of mediocrity
Like emptyness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thoughts escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Silently for me
Silently for me
Im sittin in the railway station
Got a ticket for my destination
On a tour of one night stands
My suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one man band
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thoughts escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Everyday's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me
The movies and the factories
And every stranger's face I see
Reminds me that I long to be
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thoughts escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Tonight I'll sing my songs again
I'll play the game and pretend
But all my words come back to me
In shades of mediocrity
Like emptyness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thoughts escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Silently for me
Silently for me
Has anyone got any ideas for a logo?
I was thinking of a basic house (like the sims 1 logo)
I was thinking of a basic house (like the sims 1 logo)
I was thinking of ranting about how much my mum annoys me, takes me for granted and takes all her stress out on me but after reading all that ^ ^ ^ i cant bring myself to it. People have got much bigger problems than I have (so this is definately a good idea for a soc musical gal 
) and when i think about it, im really lucky to have two parents that care about me (even if i cant wait to leave home.)
I live in Bangor (you poor thing OP
as much i love the place i have to admit Time and Hendre are ****. And theres just too many chavs) Im going to Imperial! (some one mentioned it i think lol)
) and when i think about it, im really lucky to have two parents that care about me (even if i cant wait to leave home.)I live in Bangor (you poor thing OP
as much i love the place i have to admit Time and Hendre are ****. And theres just too many chavs) Im going to Imperial! (some one mentioned it i think lol)halfoflessthan50p
I was thinking of ranting about how much my mum annoys me, takes me for granted and takes all her stress out on me but after reading all that ^ ^ ^ i cant bring myself to it. People have got much bigger problems than I have (so this is definately a good idea for a soc musical gal ) and when i think about it, im really lucky to have two parents that care about me (even if i cant wait to leave home.)
I live in Bangor (you poor thing OP as much i love the place i have to admit Time and Hendre are ****. And theres just too many chavs) Im going to Imperial! (some one mentioned it i think lol)
) and when i think about it, im really lucky to have two parents that care about me (even if i cant wait to leave home.)I live in Bangor (you poor thing OP
as much i love the place i have to admit Time and Hendre are ****. And theres just too many chavs) Im going to Imperial! (some one mentioned it i think lol)I love Bangor, I hate the Chavs but I love it all the same.
Aw, that's so sweet! I wish I found TSR (or TSR actually existed
) when I was 16
) when I was 16I had a lot of abuse from my mother today which was triggered because I was in my nightie when she got home from work.
The only reason I was was because it was lovely and cool because its so loose on me..and in this heat.
Anyway she went on to tell me that my boyfriend wouldn't want to be with a spotty (I have 3 little spots on my forehead), fat, lazy girl who stays in her nightie all day.
I told her I didn't apperciate being treated like a child and she turned around and said she would treat me in whatever manner she liked because she was her home not mine and if I didn't like it I should leave now.
I left it for a bit and came online - not knowning that my dad was expecting a call...nobody had told me. So I ended her with her shouting at me because she had to rush to collect dad from where his lift for work picks him up because his lift had turned up.
When she got back, she had a go because I had a pasty - a small pasty!
I have left her for the rest of the evening but I have just discovered a pair of brand new pjs bottoms with a massive rip in it - not caused by me and the last person to touch them was my mother when she folded the washing.
The only reason I was was because it was lovely and cool because its so loose on me..and in this heat.
Anyway she went on to tell me that my boyfriend wouldn't want to be with a spotty (I have 3 little spots on my forehead), fat, lazy girl who stays in her nightie all day.
I told her I didn't apperciate being treated like a child and she turned around and said she would treat me in whatever manner she liked because she was her home not mine and if I didn't like it I should leave now.
I left it for a bit and came online - not knowning that my dad was expecting a call...nobody had told me. So I ended her with her shouting at me because she had to rush to collect dad from where his lift for work picks him up because his lift had turned up.
When she got back, she had a go because I had a pasty - a small pasty!
I have left her for the rest of the evening but I have just discovered a pair of brand new pjs bottoms with a massive rip in it - not caused by me and the last person to touch them was my mother when she folded the washing.
Anonymous
Sounds like a fantastic idea to me
My abusive father died about a year ago, and in all honesty, instead of grief, all i feel is absoulote relief. This is causing huge problems at home, between my mother and brother, and I; they both had very strong relationships with my father. I escaped to university (in London, which is about 4 hours away, and studying very time consuming medicine, so I've had good excuses not to go home since) about 2 months after he died, when they put my lack of upset down to shock and refusal to mourn.
Now that i have returned home my mother and brother are constantly at my throat regarding my lack of grief towards my fathers death, and it is tearing my relationships with them apart. I can understand their anger, as they arnt aware of what went on between my father but as I can't find it in myself to tell them, and as hard as I try, when i act upset they see straight through it, I really dont know what to do.
My mother is going slightly of the rails and drinking vast quantities of alchohol, and is often telling me that if im going to be such a 'coldhearted bitch' then she wants me out the house. My brother, who used to be my best friend now refuses to speak to me past necessities, and although I just want to get back to Imperial, but can't for the sake of my 14 yr old sister who needs someone around who understands what she's going through.
And finally, I feel so so guilty at my lack of emotion towards my fathers death. Yes I hated him - but he was still my father and i still should be grieving, if just a little bit.
Ok....I'm done ranting now
My abusive father died about a year ago, and in all honesty, instead of grief, all i feel is absoulote relief. This is causing huge problems at home, between my mother and brother, and I; they both had very strong relationships with my father. I escaped to university (in London, which is about 4 hours away, and studying very time consuming medicine, so I've had good excuses not to go home since) about 2 months after he died, when they put my lack of upset down to shock and refusal to mourn.
Now that i have returned home my mother and brother are constantly at my throat regarding my lack of grief towards my fathers death, and it is tearing my relationships with them apart. I can understand their anger, as they arnt aware of what went on between my father but as I can't find it in myself to tell them, and as hard as I try, when i act upset they see straight through it, I really dont know what to do.
My mother is going slightly of the rails and drinking vast quantities of alchohol, and is often telling me that if im going to be such a 'coldhearted bitch' then she wants me out the house. My brother, who used to be my best friend now refuses to speak to me past necessities, and although I just want to get back to Imperial, but can't for the sake of my 14 yr old sister who needs someone around who understands what she's going through.
And finally, I feel so so guilty at my lack of emotion towards my fathers death. Yes I hated him - but he was still my father and i still should be grieving, if just a little bit.
Ok....I'm done ranting now
Sorry to ask but was he physically or sexually abusive. I think it's something you need to say but maybe not now when ur mother is in such a fragile state. Anyways I don't think you should blame yourself for feeling a lack of emotion as I and the majority of people would feel the same.
Anonymous
Sounds like a fantastic idea to me
My abusive father died about a year ago, and in all honesty, instead of grief, all i feel is absoulote relief. This is causing huge problems at home, between my mother and brother, and I; they both had very strong relationships with my father. I escaped to university (in London, which is about 4 hours away, and studying very time consuming medicine, so I've had good excuses not to go home since) about 2 months after he died, when they put my lack of upset down to shock and refusal to mourn.
Now that i have returned home my mother and brother are constantly at my throat regarding my lack of grief towards my fathers death, and it is tearing my relationships with them apart. I can understand their anger, as they arnt aware of what went on between my father but as I can't find it in myself to tell them, and as hard as I try, when i act upset they see straight through it, I really dont know what to do.
My mother is going slightly of the rails and drinking vast quantities of alchohol, and is often telling me that if im going to be such a 'coldhearted bitch' then she wants me out the house. My brother, who used to be my best friend now refuses to speak to me past necessities, and although I just want to get back to Imperial, but can't for the sake of my 14 yr old sister who needs someone around who understands what she's going through.
And finally, I feel so so guilty at my lack of emotion towards my fathers death. Yes I hated him - but he was still my father and i still should be grieving, if just a little bit.
Ok....I'm done ranting now
My abusive father died about a year ago, and in all honesty, instead of grief, all i feel is absoulote relief. This is causing huge problems at home, between my mother and brother, and I; they both had very strong relationships with my father. I escaped to university (in London, which is about 4 hours away, and studying very time consuming medicine, so I've had good excuses not to go home since) about 2 months after he died, when they put my lack of upset down to shock and refusal to mourn.
Now that i have returned home my mother and brother are constantly at my throat regarding my lack of grief towards my fathers death, and it is tearing my relationships with them apart. I can understand their anger, as they arnt aware of what went on between my father but as I can't find it in myself to tell them, and as hard as I try, when i act upset they see straight through it, I really dont know what to do.
My mother is going slightly of the rails and drinking vast quantities of alchohol, and is often telling me that if im going to be such a 'coldhearted bitch' then she wants me out the house. My brother, who used to be my best friend now refuses to speak to me past necessities, and although I just want to get back to Imperial, but can't for the sake of my 14 yr old sister who needs someone around who understands what she's going through.
And finally, I feel so so guilty at my lack of emotion towards my fathers death. Yes I hated him - but he was still my father and i still should be grieving, if just a little bit.
Ok....I'm done ranting now
Sorry to ask but was he physically or sexually abusive. I think it's something you need to say but maybe not now when ur mother is in such a fragile state. Anyways I don't think you should blame yourself for feeling a lack of emotion as I and the majority of people would feel the same.
You talk about trying to let ur sister understand what she's going through, why dont you let others especially those closest to you understand what you've been through.
xx
Ive been there. I moved out last year because I was so unhappy.
My mother and I did nothing but fight after she split from her third husband about a year and a half ago. I disliked the way she went out all night, spent all our money on rubbish and then couldnt afford the bills, and then she topped it all by inviting a girl in my year to live with us because her mum had walked out. this girl is the most ungrateful, vile, foul, nasty piece of work I've ever met and I then decided to move out.
i dont regret moving. My boyfried has been so supportive, though he hates my mum with a vengence lol.
My mother and I did nothing but fight after she split from her third husband about a year and a half ago. I disliked the way she went out all night, spent all our money on rubbish and then couldnt afford the bills, and then she topped it all by inviting a girl in my year to live with us because her mum had walked out. this girl is the most ungrateful, vile, foul, nasty piece of work I've ever met and I then decided to move out.
i dont regret moving. My boyfried has been so supportive, though he hates my mum with a vengence lol.
This seems like my kinda place- today anyway..just need a day-to-day rant about my family.
So today is my younger sister's birthday. I go to sleep at 1am wrapping presents for her; I've spent a fortune on her. Then made to get up at 6.30 so my parents can get ready to go to work. They take this time to tell me how I'm, just useless and I'm more like an alien than their daughter. My sister laughed nastily at the presents I bought her. Fair enough, she is 11 but still...
So for the next 2 hours I rush around the house helping my parents and get my sister to school on time. And then....despite feeling like crap (which I don't dare ntell them) I clean the whole house for my parents. Dad even phoned just now 'to see how I was getting on'.
And the thanks I get? Constantly reminding me how stupid, slow, irresponsible I am. I do try
Rant over
So today is my younger sister's birthday. I go to sleep at 1am wrapping presents for her; I've spent a fortune on her. Then made to get up at 6.30 so my parents can get ready to go to work. They take this time to tell me how I'm, just useless and I'm more like an alien than their daughter. My sister laughed nastily at the presents I bought her. Fair enough, she is 11 but still...
So for the next 2 hours I rush around the house helping my parents and get my sister to school on time. And then....despite feeling like crap (which I don't dare ntell them) I clean the whole house for my parents. Dad even phoned just now 'to see how I was getting on'.
And the thanks I get? Constantly reminding me how stupid, slow, irresponsible I am. I do try
Rant over
Adhsur
And FTB, totally sad to hear about your situation. Can't you find a temping agency which will find you a job for the summer? I'm sure there are ways, don't lose hope, you have well over 2 months of time left.
And FTB, totally sad to hear about your situation. Can't you find a temping agency which will find you a job for the summer? I'm sure there are ways, don't lose hope, you have well over 2 months of time left.
I've signed up with 9 temping agencies, and none of them have found me anything.
I do have a job interview next week, but my problem comes in that I still have about 4 weeks of academic work (well, 3 if I get a move on) left to do- yay for History!
- so will have to leave in September. And I have a one week holiday that I can't get out of, so I've really only got 4 weeks in which to work, if that. However, that is better than nothing.In other news, parents are still unhappy. I've taken flak from them over pretty much everything recently. I want a job to get me out of the house, but in doing so its probably going to mean I have odd hours, causing even more friction at home. Oh well. Only 2 months until I can get out permanently...
I feel for you all. I really really didn't get on with my parents. Hated my mum because she had OCD and was a total bitch about everything! Hated my stepdad for being obsessed with money and for making my mum miserable. I moved out a couple of years ago and have got on much better with them since then. I suppose because i'm away from them they appreciate me more.
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